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Úlfr scrambled across the tundra, keeping right on the heels of the older man while his mother lingered behind. He'd never hunted caribou before but he was excited to try. He could certainly say the cooler, northern air agreed with him. Right now it was so hot in the south that for much of the day he didn't want to do anything except nap in the den. His jaw dropped when he saw the herd. There were so many! So how were they going to do this. He looked to Star but the older wolf just started moving toward the back of the herd. Maybe he was going to get a better view from which to explain things? Úlfr certainly hoped so. The boy scrambled after the older wolf, not wanting to get left behind.